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The Harvest
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The Feeble minds of weakened creatures are quickly taken down
Mechanic wires, plugged to their will
There is serenity in following the greater with blank stares
Yet their sick hearts still beat, and their bodies bleed
So when the soul is lost to the call of a foreign entity
Can there be hope for us? Are we meant to breathe?
O harvest the blood, to fuel the many
Drones beaten and downed, forced to breeding
Branded and controlled, the cattle is weeping
Still and dispossessed, drained down lakes
Go find a new fucking order
Bask in the glory of peace through control
A cage for the body, A haven for souls
Make us feel less, but then make us see all
You cannot resist the calling of thralls
Bask in the glory of peace through control
No place for the sinners, a world for the clean
Make us feel less, but then make us see all
You're lost in the mud, confused as you crawl
O harvest the blood, to fuel the many
Drones beaten and downed, forced to breeding
Branded and controlled, the cattle is weeping
Still and dispossessed, drained down lakes
Bask in the glory of peace through control
A cage for the body, A haven for souls
Make us feel less, but then make us see all
You cannot resist the calling of
Bask in the glory of peace through control
No place for the sinners, a world for the clean
Make us feel less, but then make us see all
You're lost in the mud, confused as you
Thus destined to subjugation mankind finds it's firm goal
Casting dark shadows, from former selves
And set aside these mortal disputes, throw the feeble thoughts of sense away
Embrace the reins
Resulting in stillness a prosperous place that was build in their image
Through blisters of a fallen race
Wander through past, hasten to grasp, the memories fading
Rest has come at last
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